[Golden Legacy]

This is a parallel to the other story topic.

Again, the idea here is that each person contributes a sentence or two to an ever-growing story.

Here's a quick example:

Person A: Once upon a time there lived a cute little bunny.
Person B: Once upon a time there lived a cute little bunny. One day, she decided to go out into the woods.
Person C: Once upon a time there lived a cute little bunny. One day, she decided to go out into the woods. There, she met her old friend, froggy.

etc.

Notice that each person re-posts the story from the previous poster, and then continues it with another sentence or two.

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(I'll let someone else begin)

[Someone Else]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze.

(well that was predictable)

[Golden Legacy]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

[Caael]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

[Someone Else]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot of the plane for his name.

[Drizzy Drake]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

[Laharl]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

[Someone Else]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

[Toasty]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started.

[Split Infinity]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

[TheEnglishman]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world.

[Split Infinity]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told much of this mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

[Drizzy Drake]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

[TheEnglishman]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John.

[Split Infinity]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

[Golden Legacy]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him.

[ZephyrAnalea]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

[Toasty]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

All of a sudden, a fluffy piece of buttered toast poped into view from behind Agatio! "Was it floating? Was it being held?......IS IT ALIVE?!" All of these things went rushing through John and WD's heads simultaneously. And then something completely random, crazy, and insanely awesome happened!

[ZephyrAnalea]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

All of a sudden, a fluffy piece of buttered toast poped into view from behind Agatio! "Was it floating? Was it being held?......IS IT ALIVE?!" All of these things went rushing through John and WD's heads simultaneously. And then something completely random, crazy, and insanely awesome happened!
A magic towel dispenser burst from the shade! It flew down and tied WD and John together, merging them into one magical, all powerful being!

[PDM]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

All of a sudden, a fluffy piece of buttered toast poped into view from behind Agatio! "Was it floating? Was it being held?......IS IT ALIVE?!" All of these things went rushing through John and WD's heads simultaneously. And then something completely random, crazy, and insanely awesome happened!
A magic towel dispenser burst from the shade! It flew down and tied WD and John together, merging them into one magical, all powerful being!

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

[Moonear]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

All of a sudden, a fluffy piece of buttered toast poped into view from behind Agatio! "Was it floating? Was it being held?......IS IT ALIVE?!" All of these things went rushing through John and WD's heads simultaneously. And then something completely random, crazy, and insanely awesome happened!
A magic towel dispenser burst from the shade! It flew down and tied WD and John together, merging them into one magical, all powerful being!

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

Yes, they all lived happily after.



That is, until the fluffy buttered toast hurtled down and onto WJohnD's face and attached itself there. "Get it off of me!" cried WJohnD while he desperately clawed at it. But it was to no avail. Agatio seized the opportunity.

[Toasty]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

All of a sudden, a fluffy piece of buttered toast poped into view from behind Agatio! "Was it floating? Was it being held?......IS IT ALIVE?!" All of these things went rushing through John and WD's heads simultaneously. And then something completely random, crazy, and insanely awesome happened!
A magic towel dispenser burst from the shade! It flew down and tied WD and John together, merging them into one magical, all powerful being!

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

Yes, they all lived happily after.



That is, until the fluffy buttered toast hurtled down and onto WJohnD's face and attached itself there. "Get it off of me!" cried WJohnD while he desperately clawed at it. But it was to no avail. Agatio seized the opportunity.

"AHHH! QUIT SCRATCHING ME!" Cried the fluffybuttered toast. At hearing the delicious breakfast food talk, WJohnD immedaitley screamed and fainted. Agatio took the chance to jump on top of WJohnD and.....

[ZephyrAnalea]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

All of a sudden, a fluffy piece of buttered toast poped into view from behind Agatio! "Was it floating? Was it being held?......IS IT ALIVE?!" All of these things went rushing through John and WD's heads simultaneously. And then something completely random, crazy, and insanely awesome happened!
A magic towel dispenser burst from the shade! It flew down and tied WD and John together, merging them into one magical, all powerful being!

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

Yes, they all lived happily after.



That is, until the fluffy buttered toast hurtled down and onto WJohnD's face and attached itself there. "Get it off of me!" cried WJohnD while he desperately clawed at it. But it was to no avail. Agatio seized the opportunity.

"AHHH! QUIT SCRATCHING ME!" Cried the fluffybuttered toast. At hearing the delicious breakfast food talk, WJohnD immedaitley screamed and fainted. Agatio took the chance to jump on top of WJohnD and put him in a headlock, summoning his magical Referee as he flew.

[Golden Legacy]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

All of a sudden, a fluffy piece of buttered toast poped into view from behind Agatio! "Was it floating? Was it being held?......IS IT ALIVE?!" All of these things went rushing through John and WD's heads simultaneously. And then something completely random, crazy, and insanely awesome happened!
A magic towel dispenser burst from the shade! It flew down and tied WD and John together, merging them into one magical, all powerful being!

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

Yes, they all lived happily after.



That is, until the fluffy buttered toast hurtled down and onto WJohnD's face and attached itself there. "Get it off of me!" cried WJohnD while he desperately clawed at it. But it was to no avail. Agatio seized the opportunity.

"AHHH! QUIT SCRATCHING ME!" Cried the fluffybuttered toast. At hearing the delicious breakfast food talk, WJohnD immedaitley screamed and fainted. Agatio took the chance to jump on top of WJohnD and put him in a headlock, summoning his magical Referee as he flew.

While Agatio and WJohnD were fighting, a parade of Oompa Loompas came down the street. They held hands and skipped merrily around Wind Dude, who had since relit his pants on fire.

[Moonear]

[WJohnD is WD and John formed together, so there is no more WD. At least, that's what I think]



WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

All of a sudden, a fluffy piece of buttered toast poped into view from behind Agatio! "Was it floating? Was it being held?......IS IT ALIVE?!" All of these things went rushing through John and WD's heads simultaneously. And then something completely random, crazy, and insanely awesome happened!
A magic towel dispenser burst from the shade! It flew down and tied WD and John together, merging them into one magical, all powerful being!

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

Yes, they all lived happily after.



That is, until the fluffy buttered toast hurtled down and onto WJohnD's face and attached itself there. "Get it off of me!" cried WJohnD while he desperately clawed at it. But it was to no avail. Agatio seized the opportunity.

"AHHH! QUIT SCRATCHING ME!" Cried the fluffybuttered toast. At hearing the delicious breakfast food talk, WJohnD immedaitley screamed and fainted. Agatio took the chance to jump on top of WJohnD and put him in a headlock, summoning his magical Referee as he flew.

While Agatio and WJohnD were fighting, a parade of Oompa Loompas came down the street. They held hands and skipped merrily around Wind Dude, who had since relit his pants on fire.

Willy Wonka came tumbling down the streets, yelling, "No, Oompa Loompa! You mustn't stay out side the factory!" But the Oompa Loompas were already having too much fun, not realizing that they were slowly but surely turning into chocolate and candy.

[MaznAzn]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

All of a sudden, a fluffy piece of buttered toast poped into view from behind Agatio! "Was it floating? Was it being held?......IS IT ALIVE?!" All of these things went rushing through John and WD's heads simultaneously. And then something completely random, crazy, and insanely awesome happened!
A magic towel dispenser burst from the shade! It flew down and tied WD and John together, merging them into one magical, all powerful being!

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

Yes, they all lived happily after.



That is, until the fluffy buttered toast hurtled down and onto WJohnD's face and attached itself there. "Get it off of me!" cried WJohnD while he desperately clawed at it. But it was to no avail. Agatio seized the opportunity.

"AHHH! QUIT SCRATCHING ME!" Cried the fluffybuttered toast. At hearing the delicious breakfast food talk, WJohnD immedaitley screamed and fainted. Agatio took the chance to jump on top of WJohnD and put him in a headlock, summoning his magical Referee as he flew.

While Agatio and WJohnD were fighting, a parade of Oompa Loompas came down the street. They held hands and skipped merrily around Wind Dude, who had since relit his pants on fire.

Willy Wonka came tumbling down the streets, yelling, "No, Oompa Loompa! You mustn't stay out side the factory!" But the Oompa Loompas were already having too much fun, not realizing that they were slowly but surely turning into chocolate and candy.

Willy Wonka began to cry, a sob that sounded like nails on a chalkboard. The fluffybuttered toast just plain died, becoming just toast, WjohnD woke up, and Agatio began scream along, head-banging to Willy Wonka's cries.

[Split Infinity]

WD was standing in the middle of the village, his pants ablaze. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly, a plane dropped dead infront of WD.

WD asked the pilot for his name.

"My name, is, Micheal Jackson".

WD pulled out a gun, and Micheal Jackson was dead.

As WD turned away, some foul necromancy grasped mr. Jackson, who rose to his feet and proceded to perform the entirity of Thriller before WD's very eyes...

And that was when WD decided to run as fast as his legs (which happened to be on fire) would carry him.

When WD's pants finally stopped burning, he found himself back in the middle of town where he started. People were starting to gather around him, wondering why the hell he wasn't doing anything.

Quick as a flash, WD began reciting wild and wonderful tales about himself and his world. He told of a mystical world which he created, a world full of mystery and wonder, matched only by the world of his arch nemesis, John.

John was an evil man. He beleive in corperal punishment, and spam, which, in many people's eyes, was worse than corperal punishment.

WD quickly brought the story to it's dramatic end: The epic showdown with John. It came down to a battle of post counts. The fight was too close to call, and they only succeeded in tiring each other. They were both ready to call it quits, when suddenly Agatio appeared out of the ether.

He walked over to them slowly, impressively, and when he reached them, stood staring at them a moment as WD and John (SoT) just watched, afraid of the infamous top poster and the stories they had heard about him. Frightened, WD's pants caught fire again - nobody had ever seen the Great Agatio outside of his natural habitat and lived to tell the tale. That is, nobody except for the menacing man standing behind John.

All of a sudden, a fluffy piece of buttered toast poped into view from behind Agatio! "Was it floating? Was it being held?......IS IT ALIVE?!" All of these things went rushing through John and WD's heads simultaneously. And then something completely random, crazy, and insanely awesome happened!
A magic towel dispenser burst from the shade! It flew down and tied WD and John together, merging them into one magical, all powerful being!

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

Yes, they all lived happily after.



That is, until the fluffy buttered toast hurtled down and onto WJohnD's face and attached itself there. "Get it off of me!" cried WJohnD while he desperately clawed at it. But it was to no avail. Agatio seized the opportunity.

"AHHH! QUIT SCRATCHING ME!" Cried the fluffybuttered toast. At hearing the delicious breakfast food talk, WJohnD immedaitley screamed and fainted. Agatio took the chance to jump on top of WJohnD and put him in a headlock, summoning his magical Referee as he flew.

While Agatio and WJohnD were fighting, a parade of Oompa Loompas came down the street. They held hands and skipped merrily around Wind Dude, who had since relit his pants on fire.

Willy Wonka came tumbling down the streets, yelling, "No, Oompa Loompa! You mustn't stay out side the factory!" But the Oompa Loompas were already having too much fun, not realizing that they were slowly but surely turning into chocolate and candy.

Willy Wonka began to cry, a sob that sounded like nails on a chalkboard. The fluffybuttered toast just plain died, becoming just toast, WjohnD woke up, and Agatio began scream along, head-banging to Willy Wonka's cries.

The Oompa Loompas suddenly exploded into a coloured powder and began to stick to the fluffybuttered toast. 'Oh no,' cried WjohnD, 'I can't be! Not...FAIRY BREAD!' The fluffybuttered fairybread grabbed Willy Wonka and stole his walking stick, pointing at Agatio as it began to glow menacingly. 'I'MA CHARGIN' MAH LAZER!' it screamed.

[Aquamarine]

Golden Legacy, on Feb 2 2008, 01:18 AM, said:

This is a parallel to the other story topic.

Again, the idea here is that each person contributes a sentence or two to an ever-growing story.

Here's a quick example:

Person A: Once upon a time there lived a cute little bunny.
Person B: Once upon a time there lived a cute little bunny. One day, she decided to go out into the woods.
Person C: Once upon a time there lived a cute little bunny. One day, she decided to go out into the woods. There, she met her old friend, froggy.

etc.

Notice that each person re-posts the story from the previous poster, and then continues it with another sentence or two.

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(I'll let someone else begin)

I WANNA KNOW WHAT BUNNY AND FROGGY DID ALONE IN THE FOREST!!

[Aquamarine]

He he, I love how I killed the whole topic.